The first time she touched the piano, she couldn't even understand the keys, but she wasn't stupid, and she was worried that she was too stupid and made Ling Feng unhappy.

"I will. Who knows, Ling Feng didn't look impatient at all.

"Hmm. Yue Ziyun nodded.

Then, Yue Ziyun and Ling Feng learned the piano in the room, they taught one by one, taught seriously, learned carefully, and it seemed to be a rather harmonious picture.

The sound of the "bell" piano sounded in the house, but fortunately, the surrounding residents were very good-tempered, and none of them came to knock on the door, which made Yue Ziyun secretly feel a lot more relieved.

Ling Feng's fingers were white and slender, and at first glance they were the hands of playing the piano, and the way his fingers kept pressing on the piano keys was like a butterfly fluttering among the flowers.

And Yue Ziyun is different, her hands are beautiful, but compared to Ling Feng, she is too stupid, and she can only remember it if Ling Feng says it several times every time.

Yue Ziyun secretly anguished that he was too stupid, but Ling Feng didn't show any dislike at all, he had always patiently and gently guided Yue Ziyun.

Yue Ziyun could feel Ling Feng's patience, his gentle words always brought her a lot of confidence.

"Ding, ding, ding. The phone rang at Ling Feng's house.

Yue Ziyun heard the sound of the phone ringing, and immediately released her hand from the piano keys, and at this time, the half-played "Little Star" also came to an abrupt end.

"Ling Feng, do you want me to answer the phone for you?" Yue Ziyun asked.

"I'll do it myself. Ling Feng said.

Hearing Ling Feng's answer, Yue Ziyun didn't say anything, she knew Ling Feng's ability, she could definitely answer the phone by herself, she just wanted him to be less troublesome when she asked that.

"Ling Feng, good news, good news. As soon as Ling Feng answered the phone, Yang Jiayuan's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

Yang Jiayuan was not excited, even Yue Ziyun heard his voice.

"What's wrong?" Unlike Yang Jiayuan's excitement, Ling Feng asked rather calmly.

"Haha, of course it's a good thing, I took over a big deal for you this time. Yang Jiayuan's happy voice came out of the phone.

"Huh?" Ling Feng wondered.

"A guest listened to you play the piano by name, and gave a very high price!" Yang Jiayuan said with an accent, as if he was afraid that Ling Feng would not be able to hear clearly.

"Oh. Ling Feng replied lightly.

It is not very unusual for someone to name him to play the piano, after all, although such a thing is rare, he has encountered it before, but there is no time that will make Yang Jiayuan's reaction so excited.

"Ling Feng, remember to come over on time tomorrow, we all rely on you this time, you must behave well." Yang Jiayuan said bitterly.

There was trembling in his words, as if Ling Feng was not going to play the piano tomorrow, but to change his fate.

"Okay. Ling Feng still replied lightly, showing a look of neither humility nor arrogance.

After talking to Yue Ziyun, he understood himself more clearly, what he wanted was not only money, but also the desire in his heart.

Although what Yang Jiayuan said would make him feel happier, it was nothing compared to his inner expectations.

After Ling Feng hung up the phone, he suddenly thought about what kind of price made Yang Jiayuan so excited.

Yang Jiayuan has the grace of knowing Ling Feng, but he himself is also a person of heavy profit, if he didn't have a good price, he wouldn't have confessed himself so solemnly.

"Ling Feng, do you have a mission tomorrow?" Yue Ziyun asked.

I heard what Yang Jiayuan said just now, it seems that he has found a good business for Ling Feng, but while Yue Ziyun is happy for Ling Feng, she secretly feels sorry for him, she feels that art is priceless.

Ling Feng, a person with such a piano talent, also had to worry about money, but she understood that it was just inevitable for anyone, and it was only when this matter appeared on Ling Feng's body that she would be so indignant.

She hoped that one day in the future, Ling Feng would not have to play the piano for money, he could play it to those he liked, and to those who were willing to listen, as long as it wasn't because of money, everything else would be fine.

"Well, Manager Yang helped me contact a guest, and he asked me to play the piano by name. Ling Feng replied without concealment.

"That's a good thing, what tune are you going to play?" Yue Ziyun asked, and then as if she suddenly thought of something, she continued, "Do you think that guest will be the old man?"

The old man that Yue Ziyun said was the old man who had chatted with them, and when Yue Ziyun talked about him, Ling Feng thought that he was more appreciative of his piano sound, and he wanted to have a chance to listen to it again when he was leaving.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng nodded towards Yue Ziyun and said, "Maybe there is a possibility." ”

"I think that's it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to think of anyone else, by the way, what are you going to play tomorrow, do you want me to prepare something for you?" Yue Ziyun asked very positively.

"No, just play the tune I'm familiar with. Ling Feng said.

"Hmm. "Moon Purple Cloud Road.

She originally thought that Ling Feng would do her homework, but when she saw Ling Feng in her chest, she didn't feel that she needed to prepare anything, Ling Feng should have already been familiar with those tunes.

Thinking so, Yue Ziyun disposed of the leftover food she had eaten at noon, and then went to clean up while Ling Feng was practicing.

Ling Feng's home was very clean, and there was nothing that Yue Ziyun needed to do at all, but Yue Ziyun still cleaned the house inside and out.

...

Early the next morning, Yang Jiayuan called early in the morning and told Ling Feng not to be late, and after Ling Feng agreed, Yang Jiayuan hung up the phone satisfied.

When Yue Ziyun took Ling Feng to the hotel, Yang Jiayuan was already waiting at the door, as soon as he saw Ling Feng, it was as if he had seen a relative, and he grabbed his hand, so that Yue Ziyun, the person who took care of Ling Feng, did not react.

"Manager Yang, morning. Ling Feng said.

"Hehe, early, early, early, by the way, our distinguished guests are already waiting, you go to room 3. Yang Jiayuan said.

He didn't plan to go in with Ling Feng and the others, after all, he didn't know what would happen next, so it was better to avoid it as soon as possible.

Although Ling Feng couldn't see it, he was as familiar with the environment in the hotel as he was with his own home, and when Yang Jiayuan said Room 3, Ling Feng had already taken Yue Ziyun over.

It's just - when Ling Feng pushed open the door that Yue Ziyun saw the person she didn't want to see - Leng Ziyang!

Leng Ziyang sat on a chair and smoked a cigarette, after he saw Yue Ziyun, he quickly extinguished the cigarette in his hand like a mouse seeing a cat, and then walked towards them quickly.

"Purple clouds. Leng Ziyang's voice was extremely hoarse, and he didn't know how many cigarettes he had smoked while waiting.

Yue Ziyun turned her head away from looking at him, but it was Ling Feng who relieved her and said, "Is it you the guest that Manager Yang said?"

"Hmm. Leng Ziyang said.

This time, he didn't speak ill of Ling Feng again, there was a sentence that said, when you like someone, you even like the people around her, he won't like Ling Feng to the extent that he likes Ling Feng, but now he doesn't have the kind of hostility towards him at the beginning.

"Okay. After Ling Feng finished speaking, he walked to the piano platform.

He was very clear about his goal, he came to play the piano for Leng Ziyang, so he didn't want to participate in his emotional entanglement with Yue Ziyun, but he didn't know why, when he thought that Yue Ziyun was likely to return to Leng Ziyang's side, his heart ached faintly.

Yue Ziyun is his only confidant, maybe the old man is also one, but the old man just admires him purely and doesn't understand what he thinks, but Yue Ziyun knows that when his fingers hit the piano and play the sound, Yue Ziyun can understand his state of mind, which no one can do except her.

Ling Feng felt that his heart was very unsettled, he quickly took a deep breath, temporarily put these complicated emotions behind him, and he began to play the piano.

But Leng Ziyang didn't listen to the piano carefully, he kept looking his eyes towards Yue Ziyun, and he could feel the changes from her.

Yue Ziyun has become more mature, when her eyes are looking at him, there is no beginning of the entanglement and sorrow, it is very heartache, Leng Ziyang doesn't know how to describe his current self, he feels happy for Yue Ziyun on the one hand, and feels sorry for himself on the other.

He didn't want to believe what he saw, but he had to see the reality clearly, he wanted to get closer to Yue Ziyun, but at the same time as he was about to arrive, Yue Ziyun was already walking towards the opposite place of him.

She didn't walk out of the private room, but she was far away from him, one of them was in front of the private room, and the other was at the end of the private room, the location here was very empty, able to accommodate dozens of people, there were only them here, the two of them were silent, only the sound of Ling Feng's piano echoed in the private room.

Yue Ziyun was immersed in the sound of Ling Feng's piano, listening selflessly and intoxicated, she closed her eyes slightly in order to better feel the sound of Ling Feng's piano.

Yue Ziyun felt that Ling Feng was a little more cheerful, because of the joyful breath she heard from the sound of his piano. When she opened her eyes, she saw a burning gaze.

It was emitted by Leng Ziyang, Leng Ziyang kept looking at Yue Ziyun, looking at her and looking at Ling Feng, Leng Ziyang really didn't know how he had spent the past few days.

The only thing that accompanied him to sleep was the memories between him and Yue Ziyun, there were good, some bad, some past, and some present, the only thing he could be sure of was that in every minute and second, he was thinking about Yue Ziyun all the time.

Now, he finally saw her again, this performance was arranged by him to Yang Jiayuan, otherwise he wouldn't have found any other way to meet Yue Ziyun.

Looking at Yue Ziyun, who was now inseparable from Ling Feng, only he knew how painful Leng Ziyang's heart was.

"Purple clouds. In the end, Leng Ziyang still mustered up his courage and walked towards Yue Ziyun.

He was holding a beautiful box in his hand, and judging by the packaging of the box, he knew that the contents were very valuable. In his other hand, he held a bouquet of delicate red roses.

"What are you doing?" said Yue Ziyun angrily.

"For you. Leng Ziyang handed out the gift and said. There was a rare shyness on his face.

"I don't want to. Yue Ziyun directly refused.

"Ziyun, can you forgive me?" Leng Ziyang's face had a very sincere look.

He really didn't want to endure the days of being separated from Yue Ziyun, he didn't know if Yue Ziyun would have as hard to sleep as he did, but he was like this.

He was suffering from lovesickness all the time, and it felt like he was an ant on a hot pan.